Street meetings and the problems of a big puppy

Fox red labrador puppy eating the grass after playing with a tennis ball

The year 2012 was a puppy year in our neighborhood. Lots of new puppies around, including me. Since we spent so much time outside for potty walks, we started to become friends. And what better than puppies to play with each other and afterward hopefully fall down and sleep for the rest of the day. Utopia, I know. 

Anyway, at one point someone suggested we have a meeting on a meadow between the blocks every evening at 7:30 pm. If you have time and want to come, you’re welcome. If you can’t come, we’ll see you the next time. And so it was. A time for puppies to play and humans to exchange our puppies’ potty habits, obedience training, tricks they have learned and other important conversations of newly become pawrents. 

But soon, I encountered a problem. I was the biggest puppy in the group of chihuahuas, cavaliers, cottons, yorkies and pinches. Since I was very young, I wasn’t aware of the size difference or how stronger than other puppies I was. Everyone was afraid of me. I mean, the humans were afraid of me, dogs didn’t mind the size difference. Humans were afraid that I would smash their fragile little pups. It’s true that sometimes little puppies made an extra roll on the ground because of me. But otherwise, it was nothing serious. Anyway, very soon I wasn’t allowed to play with them anymore. The puppies played with each other, but I had to be on a leash beside my mum. Ridiculous.   

We still stopped for an occasional chat, but since I wasn’t allowed to play anymore, we didn’t stay long. Until I met Kali, a flat coat retriever, just a few days younger than me. My retriever soulmate. She was the same size, only a bit slender. We ran around the opposite meadow, having it all for ourselves. She was a perfect playmate. Sometimes, another big enough passerby joined us and we played together. We had great fun. Who cares about the small dogs?

Our meetings lasted a few months through the summer. But then the days began to shorten and the puppies grew up and we all had our own obligations. But we remained friends and  we still meet on the street now and then and talk about our dogs and the time we played together.